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| 1 | 659 | "And do not rise from the View more quotes about floor">floor, Slave," I told her. |
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| 1 | 656 | I jerked her to her feet and, half turning her, ripping her silk from her, hurled her to the map floor, where she half lay, half crouched, one leg beneath her, looking at me, stripped save for her collar, the brand, the armlets, bells, the anklets, with fury. |
| 1 | 657 | "Please us more," I told her. |
| 1 | 658 | Her eyes blazed. |
| 1 | 659 | "And do not rise from the floor, Slave," I told her. |
| 1 | 660 | The music, which had stopped, began again. |
| 1 | 661 | She turned furiously, yet gracefully, extending a leg, touching an ankle, moving her hands up her leg, looking at me over her shoulder, and then rolled, and writhed, as though beneath the lash of masters. |
| 1 | 662 | "You discipline her well," said Samos, smiling. |